Chapter 11: Conquering The Mother (R18)
"He actually got into the highest class...he deserves it, look at his face, so beautiful." A girl whispered to another.
"I’m not surprised honestly."
Lucien barely reacted outwardly. His mind was still occupied by Dahlia’s proposal. "You are all dismissed to your homes for the evening," the priest concluded. "Report back tomorrow morning to begin your classes and move into your respective dormitories."
Lucien caught himself smiling inwardly. *Perfect,* he thought. *Another chance to get to her mother.*
The crowd dispersed afterwards with him following the crowd, his sister practically exploded with excitement beside him.
"Brother! I heard your rank and we’re in the same rank!" she said happily while grabbing his arm tightly. "This is perfect!"
Lucien chuckled faintly. "You’re more excited than I am."
"Obviously!" she replied proudly. "Now I can annoy you every day in class."
As he walked away with his sister still attached to his arm, several students continued glancing at him, especially girls whispering among themselves about his appearance and unique eyes. His sister noticed immediately and hugged his arm even tighter possessively.
"He’s my brother," she muttered proudly. Unfortunately, someone else heard that.
A group of students wearing silver academy badges approached them confidently. Their presence alone made nearby students move aside slightly.
S-rank students, at the center stood a tall young man with neatly combed black hair and sharp golden eyes. The moment he saw Lucien’s sister clinging to him, his expression darkened immediately.
"Why are you holding him like that?" he asked coldly.
Adeline frowned instantly. "Excuse me?"
The young man forced a smile while staring at Lucien with obvious hostility. "You’re usually not this close to anyone."
Adeline rolled her eyes dramatically. "That’s because he’s my lovely stepbrother."
The guy’s expression twitched instantly, the way she smiled at Lucien...the way she clung to him. She had never treated anyone else like that before, especially him.
A dangerous jealousy slowly filled his eyes while he stared at Lucien as if wanting to kill him on the spot.
Lucien looked toward his sister calmly. "Who exactly is this?"
She groaned in annoyance. "He’s Damian an obsessed idiot. I’ve rejected him several times already, but he keeps following me around."
The surrounding students immediately became interested in the situation and slowly began gathering around them.
The guy named Damian smile disappeared completely. "Watch your words carefully," he said coldly.
Lucien suddenly laughed softly, then he leaned slightly closer toward the guy. "Scram."
Damian’s expression shifted to a rather dark one, "Who the hell are you to tell me that?" His aura exploded outward instantly. Students around them gasped and moved backward as tension filled the atmosphere.
"You want to go, peasant? Let’s fight right here." Before Lucien could even shift his weight, his expression shifting to an angry one, his sister stepped right in front of him.
"If you don’t leave right now," she warned coldly, "I’ll personally show you how strong I truly am." The surrounding students instantly became silent.
Even Damian hesitated slightly, it wasn’t fear but worried he would hurt her. "You’re defending him?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes," she answered immediately. "And no one is allowed to speak to my brother like that."
The guy clenched his fists tightly, but he clearly didn’t want to anger her further. After several tense seconds, he clicked his tongue and turned around.
"Let’s go." His group followed behind him immediately, though he still shot Lucien a murderous glare before leaving.
Lucien’s sister then turned toward the crowd watching everything unfold. "What?" she snapped. "Don’t any of you have lives?" The surrounding students awkwardly dispersed immediately.
Once they were finally alone again, she instantly returned to clinging onto Lucien’s arm. "Brotherrrr..." she whined softly. "Please let me stay with you tonight."
Lucien sighed dramatically. "You’re persistent."
"I learned from the best."
After several minutes of endless pleading, he finally gave up. "Fine."
She cheered happily while hugging his arm tighter. Later that evening, they finally returned home.
The moment they entered, their mother greeted them warmly from the living room. "You’re back!" she said with relief. "How was the examination?"
Lucien smiled faintly while removing his coat. "It went well."
Lucien eventually stretched slightly. "I’m going to freshen up first."
His mother nodded. "Dinner will be ready soon."
Lucien headed upstairs toward his room. After taking a shower, he stepped out wearing only a towel around his waist while drying his damp white hair.
Knock. Knock.
He opened the door and immediately found his sister standing there with a playful smile. "You took forever."
Lucien smirked faintly before pulling her inside quickly and shutting the door behind them.
Without a word, he dragged her inside and pulled her into a deep kiss.
She reached down, pulling the towel from his waist. Lucien undressed her completely before lifting her, and carrying her over to the bed.
She knelt before him, focusing completely on his cock and she took it in her mouth, she sucked on the carved tip of the head before burying her head till almost beneath, as she gagged and coughed by the unexpected length of it.
He groaned hard, feeling waves of sensation burying itself in him, yielding to the gratifying pleasure, she fastened her pace on him and his grown became more ragged, his cock elongating and hardening the more revealing thick veins beneath the shaft.
"So Good!" He said while she sucked, his hand instinctively grabbed a fistful of her hair and fucked her mouth vigorously, it lasted for more than 2 minutes before his cum shot into her throat.
"It tastes good," Adeline smiled licking her cum-stained lips with some of them trailing down her breast, her emerald eyes, taring at him with utter fervor, before he carried her and flipped her onto her back, his mouth finding her core.
He sucked her walls completely until she was out of breath arching her back frantically, as she yielded to the sensations before reaching her climax, squirting all her juices in his mouth.
He positioned himself in-between her legs, aligning his dick with her entrance and rubbing it, "Just fuck me already," she said with ragged breath, the electricity and sensations she felt from only just the teasing was too overwhelmingly good.
When she went through another orgasm he smirked, them he entered her, pounding into her with a heavy, rhythmic pace, he sucked her breast while fucking her tight walls, burying himself deeper beneath her.
Faster," she said and he obliged fastening his pace even more faster, he controlled his urge to cum so he made this sex night very powerful, she moaned out loud, "Too much! Too big."
He kissed her, her hands instinctively reaching for his broad shoulders and hair, to push him inside her the more and to make their kiss more deeper, he sucked her lips hungrily yet with passionate fervor, she released again and he pulled out.
They switched to another position, his cock even wanting more, this time, her hand was on the head board, her big round ass stretched out to him, he slapped it and she moaned, his stretched pole then entered her vagina hole from behind and he fucked her harder and faster this time and this time he let himself come in her womb same as her.
Much later, as they laid together exhausted beneath the blankets, Lucien stared quietly toward the ceiling. "I don’t think I’ll stay in the Divine Academy," he suddenly admitted.
His sister lifted her head slightly from his chest. "What?"
"I think..." he paused briefly, "...my path might actually be the Dominion Academy."
She immediately pouted. "Why would you even think about going there?"
Lucien avoided giving a direct answer. "Let’s just say..." he smirked faintly, "...it feels more suited for me, the priests would find out eventually that my heart is impure."
She narrowed her eyes suspiciously before eventually sighing. "You’re hiding something."
"Probably."
She lightly hit his chest before noticing the strange black symbol resting around her wrist.
"The anti-Christ cross..." she muttered while tracing it lightly with her fingers. "What exactly is this marking?"
Lucien looked at it calmly. "A symbol that means you belong to me," he answered softly. "And a protection mark that keeps others away from what’s mine."
Her cheeks turned slightly red before she smiled faintly and slowly fell asleep in his arms, he knew she was too exhausted that was why he actually made himself orgasm.
Later that night, Lucien carefully carried her back into her own room after hearing their mother downstairs calling them for dinner.
"Kids! Come downstairs food’s ready!"
Lucien quickly laid his sister onto her bed before answering loudly, "She’s asleep already!"
"I’ll wake her up then," their mother replied while approaching. Lucien’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Lucien stepped into her path, his hand catching her arm. He immediately activated his lecherous skill.
His mother gasped, her eyes widening as she tried to resist the sudden wave of heat washing over her. "What... what are you doing to me? Why am I feeling like this...?"
She trembled, her knees growing weak as the unnatural urge completely took over. "Ah... just..fuck me..." she whispered, entirely defeated by the sensation.
"Suck it first," Lucien commanded, stripping off his clothes, letting his cock spring free from the grasp of his underwear.
She dropped to her knees, taking him into her mouth, as she hungrily sucked him, he plunged deeper to her mouth vigorously not caring about her throat. After a few moments, Lucien gripped her shoulders, pinning her hard against the nearest surface after tearing all her clothes apart, he was so hungry for this.
He teased her entrance at first and entered her from behind, while she moaned very loud her body supported by her hand on the table. The woman, having never been handled like this in her life, rode wave after wave of intense orgasms.
"You are so tight," Lucien growled, his grip tightening, as he fucked her, his cock hitting the bottom of her womb, his pole was so intoxicating, she moaned so loud that if they had neighbors around they would surely hear.
After she reached another intense orgasm her lips curved in an o shape as she screamed, her legs wriggling because of the wave of ecstasy that came out as fluids through her vagina hole.
Still yet he wasn’t satisfied, "How about we go to your room."
"You haven’t even come yet," she said in surprise and then she sighed exhaustedly, "I think we’ve done enough, my legs are giving up." She complained, before her wriggling legs could give up and hit the surface of the floor where her spilled juices was, he carried her in a bridal style.
"You are the one saying that, I’m not done yet, untill I’m done then I’ll let you go, understood?" She nodded, he knew she wanted more and was too embarrassed to ask, so he would actually do it.
He took her to her room, walking nakedly towards the door, he pushed the door with his foot, and threw her on the bed, and without any hesitation, he entered her, and then he fucked her, coming and and out of her with a very fast pacing, his dick stretching her completely, pounding her with reckless abandon, he sucked her breast and lips with utter ardor, while he claimed her body.
"So Gooooood!" she gasped out, sapphire eyes string at him with utter innocence. He pushed deeper, stretching her completely until he finally hit his limit, spilling everything inside her with some trailing down to the bed.
He laid her down on the bed finally satisfied and looked at the panting woman, "This isn’t going to clean itself up." He pointed to his cum-stained dick.
Panting, she crawled to him, licking up the remains before kissing and licking his length clean.
Lucien looked at her, as he pulled her clothes, her big breast landing on his chest.
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes master, it was the most perfect sex I have ever had, thank you for reminding me what sex actually felt like." She smiled, hugging him tight, she looked up to him and kissed him while he returned it before she layed quietly on his arms and slept.
"I’ll be leaving tomorrow. But I’ll always be back for you, and for my other woman." He said to the sleeping woman.
He placed her quietly on the bed, his gaze slowly drifted toward the black anti-Christ symbol now resting on her wrist as well, a symbol of belonging.
A symbol that connected them permanently, and then he left the room before locking the door, he picked his clothes from where their first session kicked off with some of her juices even on the floor a stark reminder of the hard fuck they had, and he went to his room.
He locked the door, dumped his clothes on the floor and threw himself on the bed while naked, firstly he let out a breathless and exhausted sigh and then he smiled at the ceiling, "I love this life."
